by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 23, 2019
“Let’s schedule a call to talk about our trip to China,” the text from my brother read. After years of planning, Dan and Yvonne were coming to visit. I was excited, so excited, but unprepared. Dan and Yvonne are great guests, so it wasn’t hosting them in my home I...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 9, 2019
Took me ten years. Starting, quitting, starting again. Learning to face my fear. Learning to persevere. Drawing daily. It’s finally a habit for me. When I first sat on the couch of my home with toddler by my side, and read that to paint...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 2, 2019
I pulled the camera from the pocket of my winter coat and took a picture of the two boys in the seat of the bus behind me, as they threw themselves into a pose. Then I tucked the camera away. It was the first time my mom had let me take it and I was eager to capture...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Nov 28, 2018
Sipping my drink then glancing down, I frowned. Hot water would have been less disappointing. It was my third time to use the peppermint tea bag that floated in my cup. I drink my herbal tea sparingly, not knowing when I’ll get more. When someone is coming from Canada...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Nov 14, 2018
I felt an urgency to capture this scene. In the shifting sand of Chinese culture, there’s a stretch between the lifestyles of young men and their grandfathers and I wonder how long this pastime will last. I arrived in time to see an elderly man lean his bicycle...
